The ancient god's phantom forming in the mine suddenly froze, as if soone forcibly hit a pause button.
From the Void Realm, ca a resounding echo that shook the present world, with ripples erging from the ancient god's body, spreading in all directions.
The mountains trembled, the earth twisted.
The mortal realm could not endure the anger of an ancient god.
Behind the Lingchuan Saint, the Lingchuan Bell shuddered once more, and instantaneously, miles of Purple Cloud gathered in the sky.
"Once again, we see the Holy Artifact of the Lingchuan Saint. The bell's raw material is Star Iron, obtained after much difficulty during the conflict beyond the heavens between the Lingchuan Saint, so saints of Hongze Central Domain, and others. On the day of its refinent, celestial anomalies occurred, the earth sprouted golden lotuses, and the ancestor of the North Pole Six Courts personally acknowledged that with this artifact, the Lingchuan Saint might achieve the stature of a Saint King."
"In the past, the Lingchuan Saint spent a lot of effort refining this bell, taking nearly a thousand years, traveling across the Thirty-Three Eastern States, imprinting every fad mountain and river upon it. The bell tolls and the mountains and rivers move."
The bell's sound and the ripples generated by the ancient god clashed in the sky and earth.
In the heavens, it seed a huge silver plain appeared, vast and boundless, with no end in sight.
In an instant, it shattered like a mirror.
The Lingchuan Saint couldn't help but gasp, spewing blood, his aura dwindling.
Evidently, this ancient god in front was stronger than he imagined.
...
While the Lingchuan Saint battled the Annihilation Venerable ancient god, in the entire mine, countless monsters hidden in the Void Realm started a frenzy of slaughter.
This land involved several giant mines and included thousands of surrounding villages and towns.
It was a cataclysm.
Qin Cultivator created zombies using corpse poison, which was just the simplest form of suffering.
Corpses laid everywhere, which was an extrely objective description.
Only those trapped in this region could clearly feel the god's aura continuously growing stronger, as the deity was still strengthening, about to step from illusion into reality.
So with weak resolves were already on their knees praying, calling out, "My god."
This was inherently an assimilation ability of the ancient god, capable of fundantally changing a person through will and divine soul.
An incredible ability.
Gradually, so felt joy in death, a pleasure that arose from death.
They were exhilarated and frenzied.
The era belonging to the Annihilation Venerable ancient god would be pioneered by them, and in dying on this pioneering path, they too would achieve immortality under the deity's gaze.
Thud, thud, thud!
The sound was like the beating of a drum, or the heartbeat of so gigantic creature.
This ti didn't last long, though to so, it seed like they'd waited for centuries.
In a certain mont, the chaos of this area seed to vanish, everything turned exceptionally silent.
The wailing, agony, and screeching seed to all disappear in an instant.
The most boiling magma from the earth suddenly brightened.
From the outside, these lit-up lava transford into a gigantic... cauldron!
The severely wounded Huan Songzi, supported by his fellow disciple, stood up and couldn't help but curse.
"Lunatic! Qin Cultivator is simply a madman!"
He suddenly realized today's destruction wasn't done by Qin Cultivator to enter the Bronze Blood Gate, he had begun plotting this long ago.
He intended to refine all the people in this prosperous and densely populated part of Jizhou into an elixir!
He wasn't just calculating against the people of the North Emperors' Institute, he was also plotting against that Annihilation Venerable ancient god.
Qin Cultivator had no intention of manifesting the opponent into Jizhou, not out of pity for Jizhou's people, but because... he was plotting the ancient god's essence!
The Annihilation Venerable ancient god, condensing in slaughter, indicated that it was about to move from illusion into reality, but also indicated it needed to use this power of death to transfer its essence from afar.
This gigantic earthly furnace was ant to refine the Annihilation Venerable ancient god!
He intended to refine a rare Great Pill.
A Death Pill!
Such an elixir was enough to make one beco a saint.
But, such an elixir that required sacrificing countless lives and contained ancient god essence, would be a Poison Pill to ordinary people, incapable of making them saintly. Only Qin Cultivator, he wanted his previous life's corpse to take this elixir, turning the corpse saintly!
Madman, the genuine madman.
Huan Songzi looked towards the distant black coffin, a bleakness appearing in his eyes.
"Alas, Qin Cultivator plotted here for at least a hundred years, yet our North Emperor Institute allowed him to hide here for so long."
"Who could have thought, the forr Sinful Saint Heir would reincarnate and achieve nirvana."
So fellow disciples wore equally grim expressions.
At this mont, they had done all they could, and with their strength, it seed there was nothing more they could do.
Just then.
Soone beside Huan Songzi suddenly spoke.
"Senior brother, is that Great Beast yours?"
Huan Songzi looked up to see an enormous Great Beast, transford into a mountain, shielding thousands of people, enduring flying sand and rocks, heading towards them.
"Is it Xu Guang's Great Beast?"
Huan Songzi suddenly recalled sothing and rushed to where General Wei was.
"General Wei, where is Xu Guang?"
General Wei, seeing Huan Songzi, also showed a hint of excitent.
He pointed his trunk towards the coffin.
Qin Cultivator took Xu Guang?
General Wei, with divine thought, clearly conveyed his ssage.
Huan Songzi was dumbfounded, "You an, Xu Guang tricked Qin Cultivator's main body into the Bronze Blood Gate? And now Qin Cultivator's life or death is unknown?"
Suddenly, a gleam appeared in his eyes, looking towards the silent black coffin.
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